Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Gu Yunxi panted a few times in the black light, his eyes rolled, and his heart was on his mind.

"My son, I advise you to leave as soon as possible! The governor of the East Factory lives in the front yard. He knows that you have kidnapped me, so he will definitely not let you go!"

The young prince's stern look straightened towards Gu Yunxi and smiled secretly.

This little girl is very clever, she can really lie.

That **** is in the mansion now? how is this possible! If he is really in the mansion, who is the one who just fought and hurt me in the East Factory?

In his ear, Gu Yunxi panted more and more anxiously. If she doesn't relieve her acupuncture point, her internal organs must be broken.

The young boy whispered:

"Listen well, I will solve the acupuncture points for you. You are not allowed to shout and move, and do what I say! If you are not obedient, the steel knife in my hand will not have long eyes!"

"Ok!"

Gu Yunxi agreed, only then did he realize that the reason why he couldn't move his whole body was because he had sealed the acupoint.

The most urgent task is to save my life!

After the two had just fought, Gu Yunxi realized that this man was not in a flowery posture. Don't talk about yourself, even if Qinger comes, he won't be his opponent. It's better to obey him first, and then think of a way to get off the body.

The young man's finger fell heavily on Gu Yunxi's shoulder. She suddenly felt light, as if the boulder that had been under pressure for a long time was suddenly removed, and her whole body was indescribably cheerful and relaxed.

Gu Yunxi stood up and got up, sitting on the ground and breathing heavily for a moment before he chirped (touched Mo) to the table.

"Are you (gan

The sound of "" made the young man wary and asked harshly.

"I... I'm looking for something... palm the lamp..."

"Stop it for me"

The young son sternly stopped her:

"Now palm the lamp, there will be a figure on the window, do you want someone to catch me?"

"..."

Gu Yunxi stood silently in the darkness, saying that this man is not stupid!

If nothing can be done, I have to think of other ways.

Just listen to the young son saying:

"I want to borrow your place to heal the wounds on my body. During this time, you will be responsible for my food and drink. As long as you serve well, I will never hurt you."

"What? Heal my wounds?!"

Gu Yunxi was surprised.

"Yeah! Can't it?"

The young boy affirmed again, his tone filled with playfulness.

The Dongchang **** hurt me, and I used his mansion to heal my wounds, which is a disguised compensation for me.

I couldn't hear Gu Yunxi's voice, and the young man complained dissatisfied:

"What are you still stunned (gan gan)! Hurry up and find me something to heal my wounds!"

"okay……"

Gu Yunxi promised and hurriedly searched in the dark.

What the young man said is true, he is indeed hurt. When they first touched each other, Gu Yunxi, who was particularly sensitive to the smell of blood, smelled it.

Finding the golden sore medicine and the linen wound belt, they took it with the little light of the moon (touching Mo) and handed them to the young master, Gu Yunxi hurriedly avoided.

"Go, find another embroidery needle and scissors!" The young man ordered again.

"What do you want those things for?" Gu Yunxi was taken aback.

"Naturally I sewed the wound!"

"It hurts so much"

Gu Yunxi was so shocked that his facial features were twisted, and he almost lost his breath.

I use embroidery needles to sew up the wounds by myself. Not to mention how the needles feel when they are stuck in (the flesh rou). Just thinking about the plot is bloody.

At this time, the young man was urging again:

"Why don't you look for needles and scissors?!"

"……right away."

Gu Yunxi got the needlework dustpan for female red, thought for a while, and tentatively asked:

"Why don't you let me go to the inner house. You have to sew the wound in a while, so how can I use a little light? The inner house is where I bathe (more geng) clothes, even if I light the candle, from outside the yard I can't see the light either."

"Okay, you take me there!" The young son agreed.

Gu Yunxi put the candlestick and Huozhezi (touching Mo) into his hand, and led him to a bead curtain, and then picked the curtain and entered the back room.

Soon he took the lamp.

On the gilt twisted wire candlestick, the three-point drop-like fire light illuminates the hidden square inch of space, reflecting the shining and shimmering curtains of Yingluo beads, swaying, and flashing like flowing water.

Guang Yicai saw that the young boy's eyes were soft, but he did not completely relax his vigilance. He stood blankly with a short knife in his hand, looking left and right in confusion.

In a small room, there is a round jujube wood bath tub, a rosewood washbasin shelf with a carved rattan pattern, a square corner table, a step chair and a four-fold rusty magnolia flower translucent blue gauze screen.

At this moment, the red candle was beating, and the flowers were really blooming in the shadow of the candle.

Gu Yunxi stood nervously beside the corner table, folded his hands vigorously, glanced at the casually wrapped wound on the young boy's right arm, and then shifted his gaze in panic.

He **** the wound with the hem of his clothes. At this time, a large amount of blood leaked from the wounded rag, which seemed to be badly injured by a sharp weapon.

Seeing her look (color) dodging, the young son laughed coldly:

"What? Are the people in Dongchang afraid of seeing blood?"

"I, I have coma..."

Gu Yunxi's face (color) was pale and explained in a low voice.

Having said that, she also admired Doctor Jiang's medical skills in her heart. After taking medicine and getting a needle, my stubborn symptoms have indeed improved. Before letting go, facing this **** wound, she had already somersaulted over.

"Oh?"

The young son was skeptical, and gradually raised a mocking expression on his face. He looked around again, pointed forward with the broken knife in his left hand, and asked alertly:

"Where is outside the window?"

The dazzling broken knife flashed with a cold light at the moment it was lifted, and Gu Yunxi's heart jumped in shock.

She settled her mind, stumbled and explained:

"You, don't worry... this window... is the only ventilated place in the back room. There are bamboo forests behind and behind the window, no one lives. You don't have to worry... the palm lantern is found here..."

"Ok."

The young son nodded indifferently, and slowly placed the broken knife on the soft wool blanket with a Bihe pattern on the ground.

"Your knife... how did it break?"

Gu Yunxi was curious in his heart and asked him blankly.

"Don't ask"

The young man immediately sternly raised his eyebrows and snarled at her rather angrily.

It's okay not to mention it, it is a forehead lawsuit!

Gu Yunxi's body trembled violently in fright, and her lips were puckered up and no longer murmured.

Bend down and raised the corner table, and moved it to the feet of the white man, she said:

"I'll put the healing things up, you heal, I'll wait in the outhouse. You, what do you need, just call me."

"Wait!"

The young son stopped her, and said in a calm tone: "Give me some of your hair."

"...(Gan gan)..."

Gu Yunxi was stunned and did not act.

"Compared with cotton thread, hair is more conducive to wound healing."

"Use your own hair!"

Gu Yunxi frowned, a little irritable.

Why

"You won't listen to me?"

The young son tilted his head slightly, clearing the reading URL: m..